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"Too old for toys"
Look at me as I scream with alleged maturity
I make a living from finding lost dogs
I claim the rewards; well earned, well spent
I beseech you: I’ll never say what I’d always meant
It’s nothing, it’s nothing
It’s nothing that can’t be fixed
With a spot of public desecration
There was a time when I didn’t care if people watched me fall
Yet now there’s no facing the crowd thinking you might be among them
Now that I’m tall enough to reach
The showerhead without standing on my tiptoes
I’m wise enough to not know better
And I’m in love with being in love
I want to have my heart beat in and out of time
I want a pair of lips to brush against mine
Laying beside someone created by my desires
Laying beside you
Laying on my bed; a poster on my ceiling,
Headphones in my ears and a knot in my chest
Wishing that someone would’ve told me to stop years ago
As I ripped away the second part of the damning quote
"Too young for boys"
- by Panic Pirate |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 07/22/2009 |
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- Title: Thirteen
- Artist: Panic Pirate
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Description:
Something I dug out from my old journal.
This is more lyrical than poetic (I don't think I intended it to be poetry back then either). I understand it's rather angsty and a tad sexually frustrated, but that's what I guess I was trying to capture all those years ago.
It makes me smile looking back at this and I want to hear your thoughts on it if you would please :) - Date: 07/22/2009
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Comments (2 Comments)
- Sunafire - 07/27/2009
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I do love poetry etc from before you actually started to get serious about writing. And I love this one because it reminds me of that.
A tiny bit angsty yes but it's soo much better written than mine from when I was thirteen, I remember writing something about a prison in my mind.... xD
You deliver well as always Panic smile - Report As Spam
- Intrepid Indigo - 07/26/2009
- I've have read a lot of angsty poetry today and I don't think this one deserves that label, it is too well written, I definitely liked it, you ressurected my own pre-teen years. Great poem.
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